Hot and flushed brutha.

While driving Karen home, Jon feels hot and flushed. "I'll pick you up tomorrow." He said. "I'm very glad this is over!" Karen smiles as she gets out of the car. "We were lucky, this thing tries to mess things up!" "On purpose!" Jon waved as he drove away. After a while he starts sweating, and pops a hard painful boner with his newly restored dick. Damn! this hurts, he thought as he pulled over onto an empty street. Gotta let this out until it goes down a bit! As he unzips and pulls out his stiff dick, he gasps in shock as he pulls out a black man's dick, with a slightly purple, cut, mushroom head, dripping fluid. "What the F***** now!" he says. As if on cue he feels warm again and starts sweating and notices that the car seat feels like it's set too close to the steering wheel and the seat set too high; no he's getting bigger! after adjusting the seat and pulling his pants down, and his shirt off as they start to pinch him, he sees dense curly black hair covering his now much bigger chest, merging with a much larger black bush surrounding the proud black dick. Looking into a mirror, he sees his face morphing. His nose getting stronger and broader, and his lips getting fuller, his increasingly strong jawline started to itch as a full, dense curly salt and pepper beard started to cover it. "Shit!" he yelled in a deep alien voice. He noticed that his skin started to darken in the area round his dick. The dark skin coloring radiated outward down his legs and up his chest. Looking back at him the mirror was a partially clothed, muscular, bearded, bald black man, in his 40s. "Shit! Shit!" he boomed. "I've got to get home and call Karen." He starts the car up and burns rubber in the direction of his house. As he drives he starts to feel the presence of someone in his brain. He feels the memories of a black man named Shamal Jhonson, who left a small town in Tennesee because he was gay, and left to find love. He pulls onto his driveway, and runs to the back door before the neighbors can notice the not too clothed black man pulling up at his house. He noticed that his Mom's car was there. "dang!" he though. "I'll have to sneak in my window." Picking his way to his window: he had to remove his shoes because of his now much larger feet, he gingerly opens his bedroom window, and pulls his larger bulk in through his window, and lands heavily on his bed. "Who's There?!" booms a man's voice. Jon hears heavy footsteps coming down the hall, and sees his door opened by a heavily bearded biker looking man with a slight beer belly, standing there in a pair of his Dad's jeans. While he lies there, he feels the Shamal part in his brain say, "Don' be buggin you sum fine ass meat, boy!" he feels his eyes scoping this strange man out, and feels his dick get rock hard. The man just looks confused for a moment, then locks his gaze on Jon/Shamal, and says "You got a fine ass there", "I'd sure like to take it out for a ride!" leering while rubbing his growing basket.